The Alpha King's Heart
The Alpha King’s Heart – Chapter 136

In all her many years, Kate had never felt such a compelling force, driving her to madness. She had never been one to reverie over a man, never one to run from such cravenly human emotions and certainly never one to drive like this, so obtrusively, on a road to nowhere.

She was over the speed limit, daring the motion of the wind to blur the image outside her window. Through the color of her eyes, she could see the starry sky laying oppressed by the gathering storm clouds from the horizon.

The road turned here and there, up a steep land, and continued with the quietness of the wind together with the openness of the sky. She drove for a few hours with the lingering thought that for the very first time, she might have found her weakness. Her frustratingly effective weakness. She had already witnessed how she lost her strength in front of him, and how she failed to compel him.

It would give her peace of mind to find a reason, an infallible explanation for this unnatural occurrence and that’s why she had tried, for the past four nights, to watch him at a distance in his luxurious lifestyle, to study his every move, his dispositions, his habits, the company he entertained and the things he loved. Ethan West was one of the most successful eligible bachelors in the city, not only that he was well known. Models and actresses throw themselves at him yet, he had never been in a serious relationship with any.

“Why does he have to be so f*****g sexy,” she muttered, running a hand through her hair. Damn it that she had found out more than she bargained for. Thanks to her x-ray vision she could now clearly envision his stubbed chin, his curly hair, his beautiful brown eyes, and his god-like everything.

It was no longer clear now if or not her cold brain had over-emphasized his details. But one thing was for sure, she needed to put an end to this drama and go back to her normal animalistic self. Besides, even in her wildest fantasy, a human

would never stand a monster like her. One cursed to live in the shadows, never to stand the bright rays of the noon sun, those that shed light and warmth and perpetuated the life of every colorful plant in its simplicity.

She would never understand what it would be like, to die as an infant of a hundred years, to fully live and spend all her youth drinking dirty beer and dancing in crazy lights as it was revealed in the eyes of her many victims. There was so

much meaning in their deaths, those countless youths. And if somehow they would pass, for a time, this eventful fate and enjoy the bitter fix of old age, they would still

be satisfied with their feeble human vigor. Better their short life’s experience than an eternity of insatiable thirst for b***d.

Looking out in the distance she approached, she could see shadows on the land cast by features of rocks, explaining the terrain ahead. These shadows, soothed beneath the wind’s gentle caress also gave warning of the fast passing hours, soon

to admit the sun’s powerful beams in the dawning of a new day. She then sped a little more, drawing further and further away from the hopes of encountering any human home.

At length, she entered through the variant terrain, a whole new world from her perception. The ground was bare and ragged, and the little grass that appeared was either dried or burnt up all the way.

The main road was no longer in sight and the wind became much more threatening. A dark form of a house appeared, exposed and lonely, on a hilltop. The hue of the covering clouds had for some reason attained a ghastly amber-green nature. Then there were the ravens, flying in their black coats, circling the rooftop of the old Victorian-styled castle where she spent her years but as time went by, she stopped coming here and bought a penthouse in the city so it had a new owner now.

She parked her car and continued on foot.

Finally, she went inside and directed herself to the usual room that once fit to be called a cellar.

An old man was sitting there as if waiting for her. She immediately took her sit across him and took her time preparing the moment.

“I went to see him again” she began. “I know I wasn’t supposed to, but I went there anyway–“

“Why are you here?”

“I need answers Halomir.” She paused, thinking, “And because you’re the only person I can talk to,”

“This fascination you’re developing for this human is going to be your death girl,”

Kate said nothing.

“Tell me the real reason why you’re here”

“I need your help,” she confessed. “I want you to use your black magic to find someone. A woman named Danielle”

“Why do you want her?”

“He has been searching for her. I want him to have some peace of mind. He is already broken as it stands and I know that he needs his human friend.”

He leaned closer, exposing his piercingly hideous eyes. “It is going to cost you, girl.”

” Isn’t letting you stay in my castle payment enough?” she smiled but the man was not impressed, “Ok, tell me…” Kate sighed at last.

Awful thoughts came teeming down in her head at this

wizard’s malevolent demand. He who could ask for a human head without the slightest sense of regret had no limits.

“That necklace you always carry. I believe it was passed on to you by your mother,”

She snapped it from her neck with no hesitation and hurled it to his feet. “My mother died when I was just an infant. I have no memory of her.”

If only she could admit that it did not leave a painful aching in her heart.

“Very well then,” he said, picking it up from the ground. He squeezed it in his hand, then sniffed it, and finally released it to his lap. He closed his eyes and entered a trance for about half an hour.

She waited, quietly, and when he could open his horrible eyes and speak, he directed her to the place she would find her missing person.

Kate started to the door immediately. This place was beginning to scare some part of her. Then she heard,

“Your father is in town and he’s looking for you. Am not sure if I can still protect you from him.”

Fear and darkness consumed her immediately. She froze, speechless, almost out of breath. Her father, her mortal enemy, the only being that wanted to see her dead, and the only evil she feared had come. He had found his way here from his prison in a tomb.